Two ghosts in a graveyard
  Two stones in a row they are
  Two lost in a blue car
  Can't boast about who we are
  New streets and iron bars kept behind the walls
  Two ghosts in a graveyard
  
  Down on a corner
  A breeze of autumn
  There's no tomorrow
  The past forgotten
  Well who writes the poem then hides it
  Who lights the fuse then smothers it
  Again, again
  
  Two ghosts in a graveyard
  Two stones in a row they are
  Two lost in a blue car
  Can't boast about who we are
  New streets and iron bars kept behind the walls
  Two ghosts in a graveyard
  
  Words on pages
  Birds in cages
  The fall on the page
  You're in a message
  Well, who writes the poem then hides it
  Who lights the fuse then smothers it
  Oh, again, again, again
  Oooh again yeah
  
  Two ghosts in a graveyard
  Two stones in a row they are
  Two lost in a blue car
  Can't boast about who we are
  New streets and iron bars kept behind the walls
  Two ghosts in a graveyard
  In a graveyard
  Ghosts in a graveyard
  Oh no, no
  Oh no, no
  Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
  Two ghosts in a graveyard